Waiting Out The Winter
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โฑ๏ธ 4:03 duration
๐ ID: 594892
๐ Lyrics
Which is more elusive, freedom or sanity?
When one disappears, the other follows so quickly
Certain species, races, beings are gifted, you see
With the power to rob us of either, should they feel so inclined to bother
The land is run by a man-made set of rules
Described as Holy or patriotic tools
Ethics are invented, although a consciousness is not
Adamant beliefs are highly protected
And when challenged frequently emerge victorious
You can't speak, think or feel
Severed wings never heal
So justifies the kill
Wait out the winter, under forced custody
The static cold feels more, more like home than this
Open-armed penitentiary
And we embrace the comfort of lost liberty
So fictile is identity without self-governance
That's why free-thinkers always feel so lost and desperate
And I just witnessed my first death
I watched the last escaping breath
I just saw a life turn into death
For them to claim it doesn't count, is reckless, blind ignorance
A cry for help - silenced, I saw her go
I don't know where a frightened stare became a lifeless glare
Suddenly she was no longer there with me, although I'm there with her
I didn't know when it was okay to exhale
The excuse-making race decides that breaking their own laws applies
But taking any life is wrong, I feel the pain for every one
Though you can stand, learn, still ignore
The weight of knowledge cracks glass floors
Ink runs quickly, blood runs slow
So wait for the rain waters to flood the snow
Wait out the winter, under forced custody
The static cold feels more, more like home than this
Open-armed penitentiary
And we embrace the comfort of...
Disgrace yourself because you've caged yourself in, destined path's a dead-end
Eyes take snapshots from broken clocks
Motion slows to a sleep-walk and senses shut down with the frost
And all is ending, mental hibernation
When one disappears, the other follows so quickly
Certain species, races, beings are gifted, you see
With the power to rob us of either, should they feel so inclined to bother
The land is run by a man-made set of rules
Described as Holy or patriotic tools
Ethics are invented, although a consciousness is not
Adamant beliefs are highly protected
And when challenged frequently emerge victorious
You can't speak, think or feel
Severed wings never heal
So justifies the kill
Wait out the winter, under forced custody
The static cold feels more, more like home than this
Open-armed penitentiary
And we embrace the comfort of lost liberty
So fictile is identity without self-governance
That's why free-thinkers always feel so lost and desperate
And I just witnessed my first death
I watched the last escaping breath
I just saw a life turn into death
For them to claim it doesn't count, is reckless, blind ignorance
A cry for help - silenced, I saw her go
I don't know where a frightened stare became a lifeless glare
Suddenly she was no longer there with me, although I'm there with her
I didn't know when it was okay to exhale
The excuse-making race decides that breaking their own laws applies
But taking any life is wrong, I feel the pain for every one
Though you can stand, learn, still ignore
The weight of knowledge cracks glass floors
Ink runs quickly, blood runs slow
So wait for the rain waters to flood the snow
Wait out the winter, under forced custody
The static cold feels more, more like home than this
Open-armed penitentiary
And we embrace the comfort of...
Disgrace yourself because you've caged yourself in, destined path's a dead-end
Eyes take snapshots from broken clocks
Motion slows to a sleep-walk and senses shut down with the frost
And all is ending, mental hibernation
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.13] Which is more elusive, freedom or sanity?
[00:06.41] When one disappears, the other follows so quickly
[00:12.57] Certain species, races, beings are gifted, you see
[00:17.92] With the power to rob us of either, should they feel so inclined to bother
[00:35.03] The land is run by a man-made set of rules
[00:39.83] Described as Holy or patriotic tools
[00:44.88] Ethics are invented, although a consciousness is not
[00:50.85] Adamant beliefs are highly protected
[00:53.99] And when challenged frequently emerge victorious
[00:56.24] You can't speak, think or feel
[00:59.79] Severed wings never heal
[01:04.67] So justifies the kill
[01:10.58] Wait out the winter, under forced custody
[01:17.18] The static cold feels more, more like home than this
[01:24.20] Open-armed penitentiary
[01:28.73] And we embrace the comfort of lost liberty
[01:37.07] So fictile is identity without self-governance
[01:43.46] That's why free-thinkers always feel so lost and desperate
[01:49.56] And I just witnessed my first death
[01:52.11] I watched the last escaping breath
[01:55.74] I just saw a life turn into death
[01:59.02] For them to claim it doesn't count, is reckless, blind ignorance
[02:02.27] A cry for help - silenced, I saw her go
[02:08.71] I don't know where a frightened stare became a lifeless glare
[02:16.55] Suddenly she was no longer there with me, although I'm there with her
[02:23.58] I didn't know when it was okay to exhale
[02:31.13] The excuse-making race decides that breaking their own laws applies
[02:37.20] But taking any life is wrong, I feel the pain for every one
[02:44.15] Though you can stand, learn, still ignore
[02:47.26] The weight of knowledge cracks glass floors
[02:50.51] Ink runs quickly, blood runs slow
[02:53.48] So wait for the rain waters to flood the snow
[02:56.77] Wait out the winter, under forced custody
[03:03.79] The static cold feels more, more like home than this
[03:10.41] Open-armed penitentiary
[03:15.60] And we embrace the comfort of...
[03:19.82] Disgrace yourself because you've caged yourself in, destined path's a dead-end
[03:29.89] Eyes take snapshots from broken clocks
[03:36.66] Motion slows to a sleep-walk and senses shut down with the frost
[03:43.02] And all is ending, mental hibernation
[03:51.03]
[00:06.41] When one disappears, the other follows so quickly
[00:12.57] Certain species, races, beings are gifted, you see
[00:17.92] With the power to rob us of either, should they feel so inclined to bother
[00:35.03] The land is run by a man-made set of rules
[00:39.83] Described as Holy or patriotic tools
[00:44.88] Ethics are invented, although a consciousness is not
[00:50.85] Adamant beliefs are highly protected
[00:53.99] And when challenged frequently emerge victorious
[00:56.24] You can't speak, think or feel
[00:59.79] Severed wings never heal
[01:04.67] So justifies the kill
[01:10.58] Wait out the winter, under forced custody
[01:17.18] The static cold feels more, more like home than this
[01:24.20] Open-armed penitentiary
[01:28.73] And we embrace the comfort of lost liberty
[01:37.07] So fictile is identity without self-governance
[01:43.46] That's why free-thinkers always feel so lost and desperate
[01:49.56] And I just witnessed my first death
[01:52.11] I watched the last escaping breath
[01:55.74] I just saw a life turn into death
[01:59.02] For them to claim it doesn't count, is reckless, blind ignorance
[02:02.27] A cry for help - silenced, I saw her go
[02:08.71] I don't know where a frightened stare became a lifeless glare
[02:16.55] Suddenly she was no longer there with me, although I'm there with her
[02:23.58] I didn't know when it was okay to exhale
[02:31.13] The excuse-making race decides that breaking their own laws applies
[02:37.20] But taking any life is wrong, I feel the pain for every one
[02:44.15] Though you can stand, learn, still ignore
[02:47.26] The weight of knowledge cracks glass floors
[02:50.51] Ink runs quickly, blood runs slow
[02:53.48] So wait for the rain waters to flood the snow
[02:56.77] Wait out the winter, under forced custody
[03:03.79] The static cold feels more, more like home than this
[03:10.41] Open-armed penitentiary
[03:15.60] And we embrace the comfort of...
[03:19.82] Disgrace yourself because you've caged yourself in, destined path's a dead-end
[03:29.89] Eyes take snapshots from broken clocks
[03:36.66] Motion slows to a sleep-walk and senses shut down with the frost
[03:43.02] And all is ending, mental hibernation
[03:51.03]